Weird Things

"You can just tell me your names without doing weird things."

Wulfsen blinked, "Uh, okay. I'm Wulfsen and he's Lek."

"Again, I'm sorry if I spooked anyone, but I really need a place to stay...maybe just sleep and bathe. Get some food...My name is Miyuki, by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Miyuki." Wulfsen said. "The village is short on safe shelter, there's the seamstress shop and there were rooms above it, but last I saw it was a... mess." He looked at Lek.

Lek nodded. "It's still really bad downstairs." He remembered the blood stained table and the bloody locks of hair scattered on the floor and his violet eyes looked haunted. "It's not as bad upstairs but... the raiders were in there." He absently squeezed the stuffed cat.

"I'm afraid that's all that's available here, the raiders really cleaned the village out. There are beds and baths available at the Keep, food too- for now-" Wulfsen pulled a wrapped packet of food from one of his saddle bags and offered it to Miyuki. It contained hard cheese, bread and some dried meat.